Chapter 13: The Shattering Surge

**Chapter 13: The Shattering Surge**

In the blink of an eye, Fulan's hand shot out, gripping Kaminari's shoulder tightly. With a swift pull, he yanked Kaminari forward, his body already in motion, and without hesitation, they sprinted away from the danger that loomed behind them.

At that same moment, Bakugo's orange beam hurtled through the air, colliding directly with the purple crystal fragments.

**Boom!!!**

The explosion that followed was immense, far beyond anyone's expectations. A shockwave of brilliant violet energy erupted from the crystal, swallowing the entire area in a blinding light. Unlike a typical blast, this one pulsated with a deep purple hue, casting a surreal glow over the arena. The winds generated by the explosion were fierce, whipping through the stadium and sending every student's hair flying wildly in the air. For several seconds, the world seemed to vibrate in that strange purple hue, leaving everyone frozen in place.

Todoroki Shoto was closest to the blast. His ice-blue eyes narrowed as he instinctively raised his hand, shielding his face from the violent gusts of wind. His normally calm expression tightened as his own ice structures—once towering defenses—crumbled into a shower of glistening shards around him. The frozen flakes fluttered down slowly, blending with the swirling chaos that enveloped the field.

As the glow from the explosion began to fade, Todoroki cautiously lowered his arm. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the aftermath of the blast. All around him, the students had stopped running, their gazes locked on the epicenter of the destruction. Silence gripped the stadium, a stillness so profound that even the audience held its collective breath.

Yamada's voice crackled over the loudspeakers, his usual energetic tone replaced with pure astonishment. "What… what was that?! A purple explosion? What in the world just happened?!"

Murmurs and gasps rippled through the crowd, confusion spreading like wildfire. Questions hung in the air, and panic flickered in the eyes of the students, unsure of what they had just witnessed. Before the panic could escalate further, a calm yet firm voice cut through the commotion—Aizawa-sensei's voice, laced with authority.

"I'm going to say something that may seem unexpected, and I apologize to Fulan in advance for revealing this." Aizawa's voice echoed through the stadium, capturing the attention of everyone present. "The crystal, or more precisely, the purple glass you've seen, is highly volatile. It's charged with unstable electrical particles, and when exposed to fire or heat, it detonates. The explosion you just saw was caused by the interaction between Bakugo's attack and the charged crystal. For the safety of all participants, any students with fire-based quirks must avoid using them near the purple glass."

Bakugo, standing amidst the wreckage of the blast, stared down at his right hand, still buzzing with the remnants of his attack. His brows furrowed in confusion as he tried to process what had just happened. "That explosion… that wasn't me. Then what…?"

Before Bakugo could puzzle over it further, Midoriya Izuku's sharp mind was already piecing the puzzle together. His green eyes darted back and forth as Aizawa's explanation echoed in his head. *'Fulan… his quirk isn't just about the glass. It's linked to electricity, and it's unstable. Unlike Todoroki, he can't fully control both elements without consequences. But I can't focus on that now. This is still a race, and I can't afford to lose sight of him!'*

Izuku's heart pounded in his chest as his gaze scanned the field, searching for Fulan among the chaos. It didn't take long for him to spot the crackling figure—purple sparks danced around Fulan, illuminating him like a living bolt of lightning.

*'He's moving… he's going to finish the race!'* Midoriya realized with a jolt of adrenaline. *'But if I want any chance of stopping him, I need to get to the third obstacle first!'*

With every ounce of resolve, Midoriya activated his quirk.

**[One For All 100%]**

The power surged through him like a tidal wave. Pain lanced through his body as he pushed off with four of his toes—the last ones he had left unbroken. The ground beneath him cracked as he launched himself forward, the force propelling him like a missile toward the third and final obstacle: the minefield.

**Smash!!!**

The wind screamed in his ears as Midoriya rocketed through the air. His face contorted in pain, but the determination in his eyes never wavered. He knew what lay ahead—one wrong move and he'd be caught in the minefield's trap. The mines wouldn't cause serious harm, but they were designed to send students crashing to the ground, ending any hope of victory.

But Midoriya had calculated his jump perfectly. He soared over the mines, his body arcing gracefully through the air. Even in the midst of his flight, his thoughts remained laser-focused on Fulan. *'You're not going to win that easily, Fulan…'*

At the same time, Bakugo's anger boiled over. He had been caught off guard by the explosion, but what truly ignited his fury was seeing Midoriya leap ahead, using the momentary distraction to his advantage.

"Deku!! You're not getting away!!" Bakugo snarled, igniting his palms once more. The explosive force sent him hurtling after Midoriya, determination burning in his eyes. He wouldn't let his rival take the lead without a fight.

But just as Bakugo prepared to close the distance, a new sound filled the air—a sharp, electric screech.

Bakugo's eyes flicked to the side, and in an instant, his world slowed. There, in the corner of his vision, Fulan surged forward, surrounded by a storm of crackling purple energy. Time seemed to crawl as Bakugo's gaze locked onto Fulan's face. Despite the speed at which he was moving, Fulan's expression remained eerily calm. He carried Kaminari effortlessly on his back, the purple sparks around him growing more intense with each passing second.

What infuriated Bakugo wasn't Fulan's speed—it was the look in his eyes. Fulan didn't even acknowledge him. He passed by without so much as a glance, as if Bakugo wasn't even worth noticing.

*'You… you're ignoring me?! Am I not a threat to you?!'* Bakugo's mind screamed with rage.

**ZAP!!**

In the blink of an eye, Fulan shot past Bakugo, the sheer force of his speed causing Bakugo's hair to whip back violently. For a moment, it felt as though the entire stadium had been left in the wake of Fulan's incredible momentum.

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